Martial Peak

Chapter 782, Tempering

Fresh blood stained the ground and Yang Kai looked more and more distressed. On the other hand, his opponent only became fiercer, trying to capitalize on his current advantage.

The burly man struck mercilessly, sending Yang Kai flying up into the sky with a punch to his jaw, then knocking him into the ground as soon as he fell back down.

Dust flew everywhere and no one was able to see what was happening on the battlefield. On top of that, because of the multi-layered barriers around the Death Arena’s stage, even the Saint Realm masters in the audience couldn’t gain anything more than a vague impression with their Divine Senses. All anyone could tell was that the fight had come to an end.

[How boring!] Many people thought to themselves.

However, before they could start grumbling out loud, a burst of murderous intent filled the air and a gust of wind burst forth, expelling all the dust from the stage.

After everyone saw the situation in front of them, they couldn’t help calling out in shock.

Yang Kai, who should have fallen to the ground and been beaten to death, at that moment, had used his unbroken arm to grab hold of his opponent and pin him to the stage.

That hand was firmly gripped the back of the burly man’s neck, like a great vice, and no matter how the latter struggled, he couldn’t break free.

No one saw what happened just now, all they knew was when the dust scattered, this scene had appeared before them, it was truly surprising.

They had seen before Earth shattering counter attacks launched at the last moment in order to win a battle, but never once had a situation as strange or confusing as this one occurred.

As silence filled the arena, the mask worn by Yang Kai’s face seemed to give off a cold glint.

Wind and Thunder Qi surged up in Yang Kai’s palm and then poured into the burly man, forming a killing storm inside his body.

*Peng…*

In the next instant, the big man’s strong body directly burst into a bloody fog, not even leaving behind any bones!

High up in the stands, Xue Li’s beautiful eyes lit up as a hint of surprise flashed across them. She hadn’t thought Yang Kai would put on such a strange and wonderful performance, her thin red lips curling into a grin.

“How great is his real strength?” Xue Li suddenly whispered to An Ling’er.

“I won’t tell you!” An Ling’er shook her head repeatedly.

“You won’t tell me?” Xue Li didn’t get angry and instead showed a thoughtful expression while flashing a playful smile, “Then I’ll just have to figure it out myself.”

Turning her eyes back to the Death Arena below, Xue Li watched the scarred and broken armed Yang Kai walk step by step towards the exit, thinking to herself that this human brat she had randomly picked up was indeed out of the ordinary!

In the stands, after a long silence, an eruption of noise burst out, most people complaining loudly about this nonsensical result, discussing what exactly had just happened.

When Yang Kai returned to the dark ramp, Yu Mo’s eyes flashed a cold light as he stared fixedly at him.

As for the yellow-faced man, he just dumbly stood in place, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.

would take to burn a stick of incense,

difficult enough for you?” Yang Kai took off the mask and shot a glance towards Yu

once

it was quite realistic, without the slightest flaw. Even Yu Mo thought that Yang Kai was

courage really isn’t normal. Wasn’t he even slightly worried

crisp sound his

more profits.

help feeling a bit

Yang Kai to the palace, Yu Mo then left to allow

stamina and strength were served to him and An Ling’er even received

two of them talked for quite some time before An Ling’er

three day interlude, Yang Kai’s second bout

performance last time, when the masked Yang Kai appeared again, he attracted a lot of

was a genuine Second

causing all the Demon Race spectators cry out in surprise, none of them able to

could achieve, especially after one reached the Transcendent

First Order Transcendent to death, but

able to display his full strength, so unlike the act he had put on

many things he had been unable to before, causing

resentment about having to participate in these fights and was instead

rare opportunity

often bring one more benefits than simply remaining in secluded retreat. Of course, this was premised on being able to

Yang Kai began urging Yu Mo to arrange stronger opponents

the head. He had never seen a captured prisoner like Yang Kai actually requesting to fight more often in the

the other hand was quite open-minded, arranging

to suffer more and more hardships with each passing bout. But each time it looked

Armour…

Well, not really Plot Amour when he has done it multiple times by now. I think his actual strength is at Saint Stage already but

Death Arena’s stage. All fourteen of his opponents were Second Order Transcendents. Some were from the Human Race and Monster Race, while there were still others belonging to the Demon Race, each of them competing

strength, but also all the accumulated insights into

which his strength grew could

a celebrity, there was basically no one who lived in Sand City that didn’t know of him. Xue Li’s masked human subordinate who, despite only having a First Order Transcendent

over and over again,

money in this kind of gambling, but seeing Yang Kai’s horrifying rate of

else, understood what was happening, how Yang Kai was achieving his rapid increase in

messenger arrived at Xue Li’s palace and requested an audience. After meeting with Xue Li for some

later, Yang Kai

facing upwards as her proud peaks were squeezed beneath her body, her chin resting gently upon her hands, a

her while massaging Xue Li’s

mature fragrance lingering about the hall that

hall, bowed, and then moved to the wall, not daring to lay eyes upon

Kai stood at the edge of the